One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 271 Do You Want to Divorce?

"I can see it." Stanley glanced at Eason. His eyes became cold.

This old guy wanted to rely on Phoebe to get closer with the Murphy family.

Now Phoebe was gone. He wanted to rely on Violet again. He was really brazen!

Eason obviously didn't know that his ambitions were known by Violet and Stanley. He was still

expecting, "Violet, can you give Dad a chance to compensate you?"

Violet smiled, "Mr. Hunt, you want me back? Does Talia agree?"

Hearing this, Eason's old face suddenly froze, "This..."

"It seems that Talia doesn’t agree." Violet sneered and curled her lips.

Eason heard the contempt in her tone, and only felt a little embarrassed. He cleared his throat slightly,

and said, "I’m the head of the Hunt family. Why do I have to get her consent??"

"Really? But I still don't want to come back." Violet spread her hands.

Stanley knew that she was teasing Eason. A slight smile flashed across his eyes.

He didn't know that she still had such a naughty side.

"Why?" Eason frowned. The lines on the corners of his eyes and forehead became heavier.

Violet curled her lips indifferently, "Because I hate Talia. If you are willing to divorce Talia and drive Talia

away just like what you did to me seven years ago, I might consider going back with you. What do you

think of?"

She looked at Eason.

Eason didn't expect she would say this. He was taken aback, "You really want me to do this?"

"Yes!" Violet nodded and answered without hesitation.

Eason didn't speak anymore. His loose eyelids drooped, as if he was thinking.

Seeing this scene, Violet not only didn't feel happy, but only felt it ridiculous and ironic.

"Look, how ruthless he is." Violet tilted her head and whispered to Stanley.

Stanley nodded.

Eason was indeed ruthless!

Seven years ago, for the sake of Talia and Phoebe, he could drive away his wife and two other

biological children. Today, for his own benefits, he was also considering giving up Talia. Such a person

was ruthless!

Just thinking about it, Stanley's phone rang.

He took it out and had a look. Then his eyes dimmed. He put the phone down and looked at Violet, "I

have to answer a call."

"Okay." Violet agreed.

Stanley turned around and walked towards the front balcony.

As soon as Stanley left, Eason took a deep breath, as if he made a decision. He squeezed the dragon

head of the cane and looked at Violet, "If I really divorce Talia, will you come back?"

Violet's red lips moved. Just when she was about to speak, a figure suddenly came in from the outside

and rushed in front of Eason. She shouted at Eason with tears, "Eason! Asshole, you actually want toNôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

divorce me!"

Although Talia had no feelings for Eason, she had never thought about divorce.

The Hunt family was bankrupt, but Eason still had a large amount of money in his hands and this villa.

Even if she wanted to divorce, she had to get the money from the old guy before leaving!

Eason obviously didn’t expect that Talia heard what he said. He was a little embarrassed for a while.

Especially the eyes of the surrounding guests watching him made him feel so awkward.

"Enough, what are you yelling at? When did I say that I would divorce you?" Eason yelled at Talia.

Talia didn't speak. Violet pretended to be disappointed, "Dad, it turns out that you didn't plan to divorce

Talia. So, you didn’t want me back, either, right?"

"No..."

"I won't listen!" Violet covered her ears and interrupted Eason's explanation directly, "If you really

wanted me to come back, you would have agreed to divorce Talia a long time ago. You are lying to

me!"

"I..." Eason couldn't speak. He could only stare at Talia angrily, blaming her for coming at the wrong

time.

Talia's face was ferocious, "Eason, what is the look in your eyes? I tell you, don't even think about

divorce!"

Unless he gave her all the property.

Otherwise, she would never divorce!

"Dad, see! Talia doesn't want to get a divorce. So let's forget it. Just keep the current relationship.

That's it. I have to go." Violet smiled bitterly, lowered her head, and walked towards Stanley sadly.

Eason wanted to stop her, but was stopped by Talia. So he could only watch her back.

But the moment Violet turned around, there was no some sadness on her face, but only deep sarcasm.

She could even vaguely hear that Eason and Talia were having a fight behind her.

She had just deliberately made a look of regret and loss deliberately, causing Eason to mistakenly think

that she still wanted to come back and wanted his love, but Talia messed it up.

Therefore, she believed that starting from today, Eason and Talia would complain each other. Then the

life in the Hunt family would be very “lively” in the future.

The more she thought about it, the more she became happy. Violet couldn't help showing a bright smile

on her face.

It just so happened that Stanley finished the call at this time. Looking back, seeing her smiling so

happily, he raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter?"

Violet didn't hide it from him, and told the prank she had just done.

Stanley chuckled, "Good job."

His sudden compliment made Violet a little embarrassed. She stuck out her tongue.

Stanley looked at the tip of her pink tongue. His eyes darkened, and then he swallowed.

If it weren't for Phoebe's funeral and the occasion was wrong, he would hook her on the back of the

head and kiss her fiercely.

"Do you want to stay here for a while?" Stanley put his fist against his lips and cleared his throat,

changing the subject.

Violet glanced at the scene outside.

Although it is Phoebe's funeral now, in fact, few people were sincere. They all came here to make

friends. The atmosphere was full of commercial interests.

Besides, she didn't come here to make friends or attend the funeral. She just wanted to know the

purpose of Eason's invitation to her. Now that she knew it, there was really no need to stay.

"No, let's go." Violet shook her head and replied.

Stanley nodded, took her hand, and left the Hunt’s.

Before leaving, Violet took off the white flower on her chest and threw it in the tray of a waiter serving

wine.

Stanley did the same.

"Where to go next?" Stanley asked her when they came to the car.

Violet rubbed her temples, "The studio."

"Get in the car." Stanley opened the door of passenger seat for her.

Violet smiled and sat in.

Stanley closed the car door, walked around the front of the car, and got into the driver's seat.

An hour later, they arrived at the studio.

Violet got out of the car, stood on the side of the road, bent over and kissed Stanley on the cheek, "Be

careful on the road."

"I will." Stanley smiled happily. Then he rolled down the car window contentedly, and drove away.

Violet kept watching his car go away until she couldn't see it anymore before turning around and

entering the building.

When she walked into the studio, Jessie greeted her immediately, "You came back from the funeral so

soon?"

"I left in the middle of the funeral." Violet put away the bag while answering her.

"Why?" Jessie followed behind her, a little puzzled.

Violet told her about Eason's idea.

After hearing it, Jessie felt disgusting, "It’s too shameless!"